[Portland, Oregon] Drink to cheer up [Fritzi]

[Lovino Vargas]

(( I don't actually know anything about US ports, I just chose basically the first one that sounded good orz ))

It had not been a good day for Lovino Vargas.

They had been anchored to the port of ksjdhgfk for few days now. Time had passed with the usual doings, shopping and selling and socializing and whatnot. Today had started like any other day, which meant that young man had slept for long, until dragging himself outside. He went to buy some food, and flirted with the woman who sold it. Things started to went downhill when her husband came on the scene. After few curses and punches Lovino had fled, without any food.

Well, after that he tried to pickpocket some fool that hadn’t been watching his purse. Italian was good at pickpocketing, but seemed that this day was cursed. A police officer had noticed him and his doings. That had led into a long chase. Fortunately, Lovino had escaped, but once again without any loot. And like that wasn’t enough, next thing he noticed was that he had run into few navy officers. The fellows weren’t from the strictest end, so it hadn’t been too bad, though. Italian had been quite eager to run away and give up fighting. Though probably, the officers had just been lazy or they just hadn’t recognized him.

Some small incidents had happened after that, but nothing crucial or noteworthy. In the end of the day pirate was out of breath from all of the running. Evening darkened and soon enough Lovino find himself in front of a bar. It was one of those shady bars in ports that mostly pirates, and other shadowy figures went to. Therefore, excellent for him. He didn’t have much money with him, so it was better to forget about supper, and just focus on alcohol and what it brought.

Because right now all he wanted was to drink and forget about his awful luck. Italian walked into bar, to the counter and ordered a glass of whiskey. Usually he preferred wine, but right now he felt like getting drunk properly, and wine wouldn’t do it. He didn’t even like whiskey, rum and the like. And despised vodka. He had tried once, and that was enough. Honestly, Lovino couldn’t hold his alcohol very well, so it probably wouldn’t take long until he was piss-drunk. It rarely ended well, but right now, he did not care.

[Fritzi Beilschmidt]

((It's alright, I don't know anything about them either :'D Sorry this took me so long to reply to though eue;;))

Fritzi had been bored lately. As in, absofuckinglutely bored out of her mind, and that never boded well. Shit usually went down when she was bored, be it on land, or at sea. She was on land right now though, in a small port town in Americae, wandering around as she let her crew take over the selling and buying of goods that they had 'collected', and she had given her first mate the task of stocking up on booze and food at this stop (really Morri had just lost a bet, a stupid one and the other woman had been drunk at the time, but a bet was a bet in any pirates book), so the albino woman was left to her own devices. Which probably wasn't the smartest of ideas looking back at it. Ah well, whatever.

She had been standing in line at a little food stall, watching as some guy (from one of the southern parts of Gallia it sounded like) flirted with the woman selling it, before her husband showed up. Poor bastard got cussed out and hit a few times. That was life though.

The woman then spent the next hour wandering the streets aimlessly, swiping a few things here or there that caught her fancy (mainly shiny things), before heading off to a mildly shady bar. It wasn't as bad as some of the ones in that town, but it was by no means the best. Which just made it all the better for her. She walked into the bar, settling down on a stool and ordering three shots of straight up vodka, taking two of them before surveying her surroundings.

Not the cleanest of bars, not the filthiest. It seemed to have decent booze though, which made it a good place in her books. She then looked at the other patrons, no one interesting it seemed, before she realized that the guy sitting next to her was the one from the stand this morning. Well that was mildly interesting at least. She downed her third shot, before waving the bartender over again.

"A bottle of vodka, and a shot glass for my friend here too." She told him, before turning to the man beside her.

"So, hopefully you were smart enough to ask if the next woman you flirted with was married first after that incident this morning." Fritzi said, snickering a little.

[Lovino Vargas]

At first Lovino hadn’t even noticed that someone had sat besides him. He had been too busy staring at his empty glass and thinking about, well, nothing really. He had heard someone speaking, but didn’t understand it was targeted at him. Slowly his brain combined the words and context and he turned his head to see the source of the mocking voice. “Shut the fuck -- “ he started, but as soon as he recognized the speaker the sentence stopped with no continuation to come. Although brunette himself hadn’t met this woman earlier, he sure had heard about her. Due to her unusual looks she was really easy to tell apart. The albino woman next to him was no one less than the captain of the Nox.

While he recovering from the surprise the bartender had already handed Italian his drink that the other had ordered for him. Vodka, out of all things. However, he had to drink it, to maintain his pride. Another pirate would just laugh at him if he didn’t. It was only a small glass after all… Quiet voice in the back of his head told him that it wasn’t a good idea, but when had he ever listened to it anyway? (Though aforementioned was a big reason why he got in so much trouble.) For better or worse, Lovino consumed the drink at once.

As soon as the alcohol had gone down his throat, he felt like spitting it all out. How could anything taste this bad? However, the beverage stayed inside him, despite a bit coughing. Italian wished that from now on he could choose his own liquors. He turned to face the woman besides him again. Since she was sitting there and had already ordered her a drink he should say something? Not that the young man was social or anything, but it probably wouldn’t be a good idea to ignore the Captain of another pirate ship. One very infamous as well. “So, you were there when that happened or what? Just a stupid misunderstanding, for god’s sake. Stupid, I’m telling you…” Due to the effect of alcohol his speech started to sound a bit slurred and his thoughts didn’t seem so clear anymore. “Anyway, fuck it. Don’t you dare to speak to another soul about that. It’s gone and forgotten now…”